Queen of Sensation
She walks in rain
Domain to domain,
While taking the reins.
There's no such thing
As shame associated—
She ignores the pain
And gamely fakes it.
Her lips have fame;
The ultimate curators
Turning liquid into vapor.
Men owe her favors—
She's owed their lives
For resisting the temptation
Of telling their wives.
The Queen of Sensation,
Title to which she abides,
Describes the rhythm
Of her sensual thighs.
This Queen isn't fooled;
She knows it's a lie,
But from her early youth,
She was taught to satisfy.
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Comments about this poem (Queen of Sensation by Edwin Cordero )
- ANGER, ging taping
- Draw me in your heart, Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip
- The thirst is a thorn., Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
- Simple toys, hasmukh amathalal
- Acquaintance across the gender, Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
- Begining of my love, Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip
- What is all truth, Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip
- Let all people, hasmukh amathalal
- To be successful…, Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
- This parts all without you, Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip
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